Apple of his eyes Novels & Stories

Dante inquired, "Do you want to try this, Prince Toddy?" Tobias nodded. Then, Dante asked someone to present the potato fritters before Tobias. Tobias took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and an image appeared in his mind. "Darling, have you eaten dinner yet?" "No." "Darling, I made potato fritters for you. Have some." The setting was heartwarming, and it looked like a couple's home. Tobias was the man in the setting. However, the woman's face was blurry. He could only hear her voice but couldn't see what she looked like.

“It's ‘the man who made Aria smile’, ocean eyes.” My eyes widened a fraction. How did he see me smile? He had dark hair; raven black and they looked soft like silk. “You have a beautiful smile, ocean eyes.” He spoke just when the doors closed. I was left alone, with a racing heart and messy mind. My hand went up to my face, my fingers grazed over my eyes then moved to my lips, “Ocean eyes.” I stepped back with a tiny smile playing on my lips. “Ocean eyes.” I whispered to myself.

A nice, warm, fleshy apple. "Bite it" 'I thought we took care of this earlier,' he grumbled internally, and forced his gaze back to his plate of eggs. He inevitably looked back at her, his eyes cold and hateful. At least he hoped that's the look he was conveying. She had such smooth looking skin, it looked like she had spent hours rubbing lotion on it, which she probably had. A thin rivulet of pink froth ran out of her mouth and sped for the finish line down her neck and towards her cleavage.

"Avery! Through bloodshot eyes, he called out her name and violently yanked at the door handle.

The air in the office was really thick and heavy. It felt like the oxygen was getting all dense and weird because of Julian Vane being Mark spun around. His jacket made a loud noise against the quiet hum of the old computers. He put his hand in his pocket. Grabbed a silver thing. He stared at Julian through the glass. His eyes were wide. He was watching Julian light his lighter. The small flame showed Julians face. It made his face look sharp and mean. He was standing really relaxed outside the glass. He looked like a man looking at something in a box.

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

I do not understand what he wants. “Am I still disgusting in your eye?” “What?” I am surprised by Cody is question. Why does he ask? “ Why should you be disgusting in my eye?” I am confused. Cody tires his eyes away I am naturally and says, “ You said I am disgusting.” “ When?” I said I remember that it was when we quarreled and when he said that I was disgusting. “ That is just an angry rush. That is not true. Do not take it seriously!” “ Really? So you do not think I am disgusting at all!” His eyes light up like a shiny diamond. “ Of course. You are an apple in my eye.” I do not know why I say so, but when I see his beautiful eyes, I feel dizzy and can not help but say romantic words.

That was how he managed to affect me within less than twenty-five minutes. It was the eyes. It had to be those dark goddamn eyes. Devil eyes, that was what they were. Dark windows into the demonic world where he could make you offer up sweet, innocent little puppies with a single glance. Damn, I was pretty sure he would make you want to toss in a tiny kitten as well, just for good measure.

Alina was stunned for a moment, reacting to his words, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look into his eyes. Noble had a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes; the top of his eyes were deep, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, the pupils were clearly divided into two colors of black and white, looking at her with affection. Standing so close, Alina could see a layer of faint red around his eyes, as if he was seducing. Alina was confused, subconsciously avoiding his eyes. "See?" "What?" "What's in my eyes?" Hearing his words, Alina raised her eyes again.

I tаke оff my orаnge аprоn, plаcing it оn thе dining chаir I аpproаch thе dоor аnd swing it oрen. My breаth cаtchеs in my throаt аt thе sight bеfоre mе. Stаnding оn my dоorstеp is а mаn, tаll аnd strikingly hаndsоmе, with hаzel eyes thаt sееm tо spаrkle in thе dim light. Нis blаck hаir is tоusled just sо, аnd thе hint оf а smile plаys аt thе cornеrs оf his lips, sending а shivеr dоwn my sрine.